The great chaos

My name is Asteroth (red star), I'm fifteen years old. I was born of a royal family. My father is a Magic Knight while my mom is a half human, half elf. I was born on a Full Moon Night(purnima), and from birth, engraved on my right shoulder was a tattoo of a star and a moon. While just above my right eye, was a dark scar of an ancient demon (Mufassa). I have a devilishly scary face, with bright eyes complemented with shiny blue pupils. My dad is The King of The Brislovia Kingdom and former leader of The Magic Knights. My parents were scared the night I was born. They were scared of loosing their position as king and queen and getting exiled because of the evil child they bore. They were scared I would bring chaos back to the land as prophesied in the ancient scrolls. The second night after my birth, my parents stealthily carried me out of the palace after bribing all the palace staff who saw me to silence then they threw me into the coldest, deepest sea in the whole of Brislovia (the great sea). I could last for a surprisingly long time due to the dark and light Magic I possess. When I was on the verge of drown and freezing to my death, a man heard my cries and rescued me. He was a Magic Knight with a shiny armor. He wielded the legendary sword of the seeker which could only mean one thing. He was the hero who ended the first reign of chaos in the land a thousand years ago. ✍️To be continued ✍️